Chapter 321

"The Yongning soldiers were defeated and should go north. She won't go."

"The east side crosses the barbarian area and is closest to the Han land, but first, it is easy to be guessed, and second, it is flat without cover, so it is not easy to hide. So she will pretend to go east, and then turn west after going north."

"If you lose her trail, go to the forest in the west to intercept her."

"Don't talk to her after intercepting, and don't care what she says, just kill her directly."

"If she has guards by her side, kill the guards first, don't care about her, she can't run far alone. Her guards must have good skills. Look at the situation, kill if you can, and drag it for a while if you can't. If you have a chance, you can also kill the mount."

"It doesn't matter if you can't drag it! If the situation is not right, leave immediately! Don't resist hard! No matter what, remember, no matter what, don't risk your life! Returning safely is the first priority! For me, your safe return is much more important than killing ten of her! Remember, remember!"

"..."

The night was like ink. Chen Qinghan recalled Wang Yang's instructions, turned her wrist, and the long spear was retracted. A barbarian general fell off his horse.

Blood dripped along the tip of the spear, forming a dark red blood line.

She ignored the barbarian soldiers fleeing all around, whistled, turned her horse's head, and galloped west.

Four barbarian cavalry from the Wenyang tribe nearby also heard the sound and moved, left the battle group, and followed Chen Qinghan closely...

The knife light reflected the moon, and the sound of killing echoed in the field.

The Yongning tribe was defeated like a tide, and the Wenyang tribe's morale was like a rainbow, fighting desperately to cover and kill.

It's just, it's just a bit too desperate...

Wang Yang had few soldiers in the camp. In order to excite the military heart, he originally followed the archers to charge. He didn't ride a horse. First, he had no confidence in his riding skills and was afraid of accidents on the battlefield. Second, he felt that the target of riding a horse was too big. If there was a divine archer or something, and he was not skilled in controlling the horse, it would be bad. So it is better to distribute the mounts to the cavalry team and let Xiao Shan bring more cavalry.

In this way, Wang Yang was walking when he chased and killed the Yongning soldiers with the large team. This doesn't matter, anyway, he didn't intend to take the lead. Not only did he not intend to take the lead, but he gradually fell behind!

Just kidding, he is not a fierce general type who fights and kills, how could he really charge? Just mean it. If he is wrapped in a chaotic battle, it will be a loss. "Being a general is based on sitting and planning, why bother to fall into the formation?" If it weren't for the lack of people on hand, fearing that the soldiers would not have enough courage and no momentum, and could not press up in one breath, he wouldn't even want to follow the charge. But the results proved that these people were indeed elite soldiers selected, and the momentum was still very sufficient. Wang Yang was very satisfied. But...

But this charge is too crazy, right? Obviously, several "backbones" were specially pointed out before the war as personal guards to protect the left and right, but the result was good. These people charged the most fiercely! They roared and rushed forward, directly charging into the "vanguard"!

Throwing the general away and charging without a shadow, this military quality is really worrying!

Alas, this is the so-called soldiers don't know the general, and the general doesn't know the soldiers!

Wang Yang complained in his heart, but didn't know that the problem was more due to his "Yatutucha".

Yatutucha is barbarian language, literally translated as "don't want your life and fight". Used on the battlefield, it means no retreat, no death, no rest. Wang Yang shouted it as a hot-blooded charge, but it was heard in the ears of the barbarians as everyone "crazy", ignoring casualties.

The so-called "everyone", naturally includes the generals. So as soon as this order came out, who cares about Wang Yang, everyone's eyes were red and they rushed into the enemy pile! If the enemy was strong, maybe there would be some limit to the charge, but now the enemy was defeated, and it was a good opportunity to make contributions and take revenge. Besides, the barbarian generals all fought in person, and the few "backbones" Wang Yang personally pointed out were all fierce people who could fight (otherwise Wang Yang would not point them to protect him). When they charged, no one remembered that this commander was a bit weak...

Wang Yang saw the barbarian soldiers rushing forward like wild horses out of control. After thinking about it, he decided to follow.

Although the victory was set, staying alone in the rear was always somewhat insecure. It is better to follow the large army first, and then grab a few strong men to protect himself from the battle zone.

Just pondering, a shout came from the left:

"Why is there no one protecting the Young Master? Go and guard him quickly!"

In the night, only a few barbarian voices responded, and they rushed towards Wang Yang quickly.

If it were a big-hearted person, he would naturally be happy. It was really sending a pillow when he was sleepy. With guards, he didn't have to risk approaching the battle zone.

But Wang Yang immediately sensed something wrong.

First of all, the only people who usually call him "Young Master" in the Wenyang tribe are Old Zou Ye and Le Luo Luo. Others call him Han envoy or Han envoy adult, although there are a few chieftains and barbarian guards who learn from the Han people to call him Young Master, but they call him "Young Master Wang", not "Young Master".

Secondly, if this shout was an order to ordinary barbarian soldiers, it should be in barbarian language. This person used Han language, which was deliberately said for Wang Yang to hear.

Most importantly, Wang Yang is now walking north. On his left hand side is the west. According to his arrangement, at this moment, there should be no Wenyang soldiers appearing in the west of his position. However, the possibility of chasing scattered enemy soldiers is not excluded.

Wang Yang didn't want to bet on this possibility, but he didn't run away immediately. Instead, he looked back at the camp direction and shouted with surprise:

"The large army has arrived!"

The person was startled and subconsciously turned his head to look. Wang Yang didn't say a word, turned around and ran!

He practiced martial arts every day, his physical strength was not weak, and he had the opportunity. He ran desperately. As long as he opened the distance and caught up with the front team, he really had the possibility of escaping!

Who knew that just after running a few steps, he suddenly felt something falling on his head!

Wang Yang thought it was a cold arrow, subconsciously shrank his head, but it was a wide, thick rope loop that fell on his head, went straight over his shoulders, and then suddenly tightened!

Wang Yang only felt a great force pulling him backward fiercely! With a thud, he fell to the ground!

His head hit the ground, and he immediately lost movement. The waist knife in his hand also fell off.

One person pulled the rope loop, and seeing Wang Yang had no reaction at all, he said: "Fainted?"

Another answered: "Fainted just right."

The third person said: "Don't fall to death..."

Several people spoke Han language, and walked up quickly while talking. One person leaned down to check, and Wang Yang suddenly raised his head and hit that person's nose bridge!

Several people saw that Wang Yang even dropped his knife, how could they think that this person was pretending? Completely unprepared! Wang Yang's left arm swung fiercely, strangling that person's throat! His right hand pulled out a dagger from his boot, and while pointing the dagger at the side of that person's neck, he quickly stood up, turned behind that person, and dragged backward.

He only saw clearly that, not counting the one he controlled, there were four people in total, all combing hair buns, wearing coarse hemp clothes, dressed like Han people, but for some reason, they looked a bit awkward. Wang Yang didn't have time to think about where the awkwardness was. He didn't choose to resist when he was covered, but chose to pretend to faint, just because he felt the enemy was strong and he was weak. Now it seems it is indeed so. Especially behind those five people, it seems that there are figures rushing over!

Wang Yang didn't know if the hostage in his hand was useful, so he could only drag time first and shouted loudly:

"All retreat!"

The hostage's nose was bleeding profusely, and there was a dagger on his neck, but he was not afraid at all. He actually raised his head against the sharp edge of the dagger, his eyes wide open, revealing a kind of almost fanatical excitement, and chanted:

Pan Wang is above, summon me near.

Death is a divine servant, life is dust and smoke.

His body gives up life, his soul flies to heaven.

Jade buildings and towers, wandering freely.

Wine fills the cup, food fills the banquet.

No hunger or cold forever, eternal joy without limit.

The enemy's knife cuts me, it is my opportunity!

Death is a divine servant, victory lives for a hundred years!

Offer my hot blood, Pan Wang shows pity!

The place where blood splashes, the fairy flower is beautiful!

"..."

Wang Yang's arm strangling him was a bit sore, and he clearly felt his body trembling! But it was not fear, but a kind of almost crazy, eager-to-sacrifice excitement!

The other four people also had no worried or angry emotions, looking at their companions who were about to die, their eyes full of hot envy. Strange sounds came from their throats, as if they were participating in a devil's feast.

These people speak Han language, and one by one Pan Wang, and they are so crazy. Aren't these the Yidu barbarians?! So the "don't fall to death" before was not cherishing my life, but specifically to keep it for fire sacrifice!!!

Wang Yang felt hairy in his heart, his palms were sweating, but his face was still a fierce and determined expression. He didn't threaten, the dagger pressed down directly, piercing the skin!

Blood seeped out instantly, flowing down that person's neck.

That person trembled more violently, and even a flush appeared on his face. The chanting became faster and faster, and the words were almost stacked together!

The other four people also began to chant along, chanting while moving forward, like zombies surrounding!

The expression on each person's face was exactly the same, as if the same face had been copied four times, weird and terrifying.

Wang Yang didn't choose to kill, not out of kindness, but out of interest weighing. He pushed that person forward fiercely, hitting the four people who were surrounding, and then turned and ran!

Before running a few steps, a black shadow fell, and then he was pulled backward by a familiar great force!

Grass, covered again!

Wang Yang fell on his back, the back of his head hit the ground, and his eyes went black—

This time, he really fainted...

Early morning, Yidu barbarian partial village.

That circular altar built with rough bluestone had been surrounded by crowds.

On the stage, dry wood was piled up like a mountain, and a dark wooden stake stood in the center of the wood pile, with iron chains tied to the stake.

At the edge of the altar, nine bronze fire basins were arranged in a circle at equal distances. The flames in the basins crackled, reflecting the fanatical faces of the barbarian people.

Since the tribe moved, it had been a long time since they caught a Han person. Many people were worried that Pan Wang would be angry, while another part of the people longed for Pan Wang's blessing. It's just that the tribe's vitality had not been restored, and they were hiding in the wild forest where human footprints were rare. Not to mention Han people, even nearby wild barbarians were rarely seen. I heard that the Han person caught this time had some status, and it was a good sacrifice to offer to Pan Wang!

The barbarian soldiers carried the sack onto the altar. The crowd under the stage boiled like boiling water, erupting into a cheer.

Wang Yang was roughly poured out of the sack and fell on the stone stage, only feeling that all the joints of his body were numb.

He narrowed his eyes, adapting to the dazzling light. Before his consciousness was fully awake, he heard another "thud" sound coming from beside him.

A figure also fell out of another sack just like him.

The two were gray-faced and dirty, both looking embarrassed, and they were stunned when they looked at each other.

"Little thief?"

"Little Deng?"

After a brief loss of consciousness, Wang Yang howled in panic: "Help! Help!"

The crowd of barbarians saw Wang Yang so scared that he couldn't even stand up, and they all laughed.

Xiao Baoyue roared like an evil dragon: "Wang Yang, I will—"

Bang!

Without any warning, Wang Yang suddenly fell backward like a broken puppet!

His body twitched violently, his eyes rolled white, and he intermittently made low groans that didn't sound like human voices, as if he were possessed by a ghost, scaring Xiao Baoyue and the crowd of barbarians. Even the soldiers responsible for the execution and the little witch doctor presiding over the sacrifice were stunned.

Just when everyone came back to their senses, Wang Yang suddenly stopped, closed his eyes, and stood up from the ground, his posture upright, his hands behind his back, and the aura of his whole person changed suddenly!

He slowly opened his eyes, and the panic was no longer seen in his eyes, replaced by a kind of indifference and majesty overlooking ants, as if he were not a prisoner at all, but the master of this world.

He looked at Xiao Baoyue, his eyes like ancient ice, ten thousand years of cold pool:

"Yue Nu, the hundred-year agreement has arrived. Don't you remember this seat?"

The crowd of barbarians was stunned, and Baoyue was also stunned.

What... what mark???

Xiao Baoyue was a noble of the Hou family, where did she experience this kind of scene? She froze directly on the stage!